A white point lit up in the fish's eye.
At that same moment, Liang Qu seized the chance. Three hundred thousand measures of Marsh Essence crashed down inside the Ze Cauldron, providing fuel for the forging!
Beneath the Immortal Island.
The steadily flowing Qi Sea surged into turmoil. The Cloud Sea, already nearly fifty-six times the area of the Immortal Island, expanded violently!
Blue, brown, white, yellow...
Light burst forth for an instant, illuminating frog skin and human faces. But it lasted only a moment. Every color in sight fled wildly, torn to powder by the pure white flame!
Whoosh!
All other colors vanished. White fire filled heaven and earth.
Time stood still.
Cold.
Cold that pierced to the bone.
It was as if something had lifted off his skull and poured in a great basin of ice water. Every fold of his cerebral cortex twisted and writhed.
Liang Qu froze.
Every thought, every stray notion, even memories buried deeper still were brutally squeezed from his mind like all the other colors!
White was emptiness!
Nothing remained!
Light shone from the Dream White Fire's fish eye, then spread across its scales. Scale after scale broke apart as the light reached its peak.
From the corner of his eye, Liang Qu could see his own nose. Beneath the flames, its flesh faded away, exposing jade-white cartilage. His hanging strands of hair became transparent threads, every fiber a hollow tube.
Light.
After the cold came lightness.
A lightness utterly without weight. This light was not meant for the eyes, but for the soul!
"Croak!"
The night was deep, and lotus leaves reached toward the sky. Old Toad paced around the "human-frog dumpling," his forefeet tucked behind his back.
Dream White Fire burned only briefly. Once lit, it could not be extinguished, not